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the pride of Earope, the Alps, as they stood, seemingly in conscious grandeur, towering their silver heads into the bosom of the azure firmament. Here, seating himself on a flower-enamelled turf, he revelled in the contemplation of Nature's sublimest efforts ; wherever he turned his eyes, it seemed as if she had spread an intellectual banquet to gratify them. If he lookeil above, he beheld the colossal mountains, crowned with sparkling ice, which knew not the tread of a human foot. On either side the Jungfrau, the Ebenflue, and the Mithaghorn, seemed by their magnificence to court his attention, while beneath him smiled the lovely valley of Lauterbrunn, clothed with every variety of rich and luxuriant scenery: mot a breath disturbed the air, and although the echoes of waters rushing down from invisible sources, reverberated like the artillery of a wrathful woe, there was nothing to remind him of life, save the tinkling of the bell of the home-plodding cattle, intermingled with the bleating of a kid, or the whistling of the happy-hearted herdsman.
A picture so sublime and elevated, though it fills the heart with delight and admiration, yet imbues it with a sentiment of melancholy, arising most probably from a sense of individnal humiliation. How long our traveller would have remained in his meditations is uncertain, were they not disturbed by the sound of foot. steps, accompanied by the humming of one of the wild airs that the natives of this romantic country are so fond of dwelling upon. On his looking up to see from whence the sound proceeded, his surprise may be better conceived than described, when, instead of some homely shepherd driving home his flock, he beheld an elegant and beautiful girl. The girls of Switzerland are so peculiarized by their theatrical and engaging dress, that were you to meet one of these mountaineers near her own romantic home, she would make you inclined to believe that the fabled Arcadia was realized, and one of its loveliest idyls sent forth to render the delusion more effective. She, indeed, appeared to the romantic fancy of our youthful traveller, no less than a beautiful, though frail vision. She evidently had not passed her sixteenth year, and, joined to a form the most exquisite possessed the loveliest countenance iinagination can picture. The silent mirrors of her soul were of an azure blue, protected from his admiring gaze by long and silken lashes ; while they tempered the fire of her own passion-fraught glances. She was dressed simply, though elegantly; she wore a corset of velvet with muslin sleeves; a habit-shirt of a snowy surface, beautifully plaited, modestly, though to our traveller's mind, enviously concealing her neck and bosom, and yet not so much as to deprive him of an idea of its exquisite whiteness ; a sight was sufficient to remind you
“ Of the glimpse That some saint has of Heaven in his dreams." Her petticoat would be, to our English notions, rather too short, and yet he would not have it half an inch less for the world; inasmuch as it gave testimony of an exquisitely shaped leg and well-turned ancle.
In this part of the Continent, where, if the inhabitants were to wait for a regular introduction before they spoke to strangers, it is ten to one if they would ever have visitors of any deseription, the reader will, it is to be hoped, forgive Frederic, if he took advantage of the custom of the country, and respectfully accosted the
fair stranger, and she herself, when she gave him a hearty welcome. They chatted for a long time together, on subjects which were, in all probability, more interesting to themselves than they wonld be to the reader: Frederic was a traveller, a soldier, and a man of the world, and, therefore, was not at a loss, to render himself agreeable; while his fair companion was neither deficient in archness nor intelligence, though she occasionally spoke with a child-like simplicity, while at other times she conversed with all the fluency and elegance of a well-bred and accomplished woman. Her words, as they flowed from her rosy lips, sounded more sweetly to his ears, and thrilled more wildly in his heart, than any he had ever yet listened to. In a short time they became as familiar as they would, had they been in this country-after a twelvemonth's courtship.
-“ What is your name, enchanting girl?" exclaimed Frederic.-“ Father calls me Love, but the neighbours, Memili,” was her ingenious reply. Having made her acquainted with his name and profession, Memili found very little resistance to her wish for him to spend the evening with her father, assuring her gallant admirer, that the old gentleman's heart, and, what was more, his door, was never shut against a soldier. So great was the influence of the charming girl, that had she requested him to bring some ice from one of the surrounding cloud-capt mountains, Frederic could not have found it in his heart to refuse her. So, consenting to her offer, he accepted of her tiny hand, and a few minutes brought them to her father's dwelling. It was situated in the most romantic and fertile part of the valley, and, from external appearances, gave ample tes • timony of the comfort and opulence of the interior : a farm-yard was contiguous to the cottage, which was well protected from the sharp winds of the mountains, by a plantation of flourishing young trees. Upon their approach, a bluff, hearty farmer-like looking man made his appearance, and, without, waiting foran introduction gave the young soldier a hearty welcome; and, seizing his band, bestowed on it such a squeeze, which, if its sincerity may be judged from its fervour, one might suppose was a most friendly one; so much so, that although Frederic was led to believe, by the description of Memili, that he was seized by an individual who was the incorporation of all the cardinal virtues, he, at the moment, thought, by the stagnation of his blood, he was under the influence of a powerful vice
In England, we all know what wonderful strengtheners eating and drinking are to friendship-Here, the first step to an intimacy is generally taken through the medium of a good dinner. Young ladies very na. turally fall in love over a cup of tea; while the best thaw for dissolving the front of ceremony has been, from time immemorial, a glass of good generous wine, Anxious, in all probability, to show the full extent of his sudden friendship, the jolly son of the sickle directed his blooming girl to spread the table with the best tbe house afforded. Memili was not long in obeying her father's wishes, and, in a few minutes, an excellent supper, and some capital wine, were proofs of her celerity. One would think, by the sparkling animation of Frederic's eyes, and the interesting appetite he displayed, there was certainly a close sympathy between the heart and the stomach. The old gentleman appeared, by the number of toasts he drank in its behalf, and the number of bottles which with Frederic's
assistance, were alternately emptied and replenish d, an enthusiastic supporter of the crown as well as of the trade of his country. When, for reasons best known to himself, he thought it most prudent to retire, giving the young people a hint not to be too long in following, “ What!”-says our traveller, in a tone which it was difficult to tell whether he was in earnest or jest,
What :--you do not intend, do you, to trust me with your daughter alone?" The happy father smiled, and said, “ The man that has served his king, and bled for the honour of his country, is a safe guardian of a woman's honour." Was not this appeal more homethrusting than the most eloquent harangue, or the most pathetic remonstrance, to a soldier's breast ?
It was a warm, but delicious evening : the atmosphere yielded a soft and delicious balm, which in some degree cooled the temperature of Frederic's blood, which, at no time very cool, the effect of the wine he had drank, or some other cause, had rendered more than usually warm. The wind gently kissed the trees, and nothing was heard but the sound of their own footsteps, and the roaring of the cascades, reverberating from the distance, like the muttering of an approaching storm. The form of Memili floated through the air, and bonnded among the shrubs, like a chamois on its pat mountain. As if influenced by the gaiety of the moment, she became a lively and frolicsome romp. At this instant a satisfactory proof was given, that wine is of very little assistance to the memory,—for it seemed as if the parting injunction of the old farmer had entirely escaped from Frederic's mind; for Memili caught hold of his hands, and, pressing them to her bosom, said, in a tone that might have melted the ice on the mountain-top above them, “ Don't forget yourself, Frederic, remember, I am but a woman." Unfortunately, he had forgot she was such; but she lifted her large blue eyes, and shot into the recesses of his soul a glance so full of tenderness and confidence, that it had more effect upon his brave heart, than a chapter of Plato would, or the best sermon that ever was preached on morality. The selfdenial that glance occasioned ought to qualify him for a place in the next edition of Fox's Book of Martyrs. Memili, for some reason of her own, now thought it high time, to lead ber gallant guest homewards. When the morning arrived, an invitation that was not to be refused was given, by his host, to spend the day with them, which Frederic accepted with infinite satisfaction. At breakfast she seemed to regard him with an arch observation, as if to feel assured that he had recovered from his preceding evening's elevation, which, to Frederic, was the severest punishment she could inflict -and he endeavoured, in every way in his power, assure her how very steady he had become, but she only looked at him the more maliciously: but this concern, however, was soon dissipated, for Memili, whereever she went, carried mirth and hilarity along with her ;-indeed, the very poultry, seemed to share the influence her beautiful and happy countenance diffused. As soon as she made her appearance, the whole of the subjects of her kingdom, -pigeons, cocks, hens, turkeys, ducks, geese (the last are generally in the train of a pretty woman's adorers), of all breeds, sizes, and colours, flocked around her. At the sight of their favourite, they cooed, crowed, gobbled, and cackled, with the sincerest delight ;-even a venerable sow, with a litter of pigs, seemed animated at her presence : as for
her lover, he thought nothing in the world could be more melodious than the grunt an affectionate pig set up, by way of testifying her welcome visit. The cocks flocked around her, and described, in marvellous melting accents, all the domestic broils that had taken place between them and their hens; and their mates very carefully related all the little infidelities of their spouses that had reached their eyes or their ears. The ducks waddled with all the expedition their fat would allow them, and recounted the best part of the scandal of ihe farm-yard since her last visit. Memili seemed to make no distinction, but had a kind word for each,—so much so that Frederic would willingly have transformed bimself into a bantom cock for the sake of being so endear. ingly addressed.
The ceremony of feeding the ponltry being concluded Memili led the way to their best room of the farmhouse : here, to his infinite astonishment, he beheld a modern instrument, on which she played with great taste and judgment, though without any extraordinary share of science. Frederic was too old a soldier to surrender on the first assault; and a proposal of marriage and a kiss yet remained undecided on his life: but, when she accompanied the instrument with her divine voice,-before the song was half over, plump was he on his knees, and “ Dearly-bewitching little créature, if you won't be my wife, I'll run away with you, in spite of your hallooing, and your father's blunderbusses."
Memili, at the sight of his extravagant gestures, gavo vent to a long and continued laugh, which was only interrupted by his catching her in his arms, and half smothering her with kisses. “ Don't kill me quite, Frederic, "--and she shot at him a glance so wicked, and yet so tender, that her adorer energetically replied, “ No, I'll be hanged If I do :-say, dearest girl, will you marry me?” “What! you unreasonable wretch, after eight and forty hours'acquaintance ?-Don't think that I will suffer my prerogative of teasing and plaguing you before marriage to be infringed upon." Pshaw ? you crael girl, -will you marry me?"_“l'l tell yon," said she, “ if you will let me go." As soon as he released her, she clapped her hands and cried,
Yes, if you can catch me;" and off she was, like an arrow from an archer's bow. Frederic lost no time in following her, but he was scarcely out of the house before he beheld her up one of the highest mountains, laughing most maliciously at his vain attempts to follow her; over brushwood and brier--from crag to crag -down precipices and up cliffs ; she skipped like an aulis just freed from its mother. “ Egad,” said Frederic, “ this is no fun;" and repeated to himself those lines which I would most earnestly recommend to all in the same situation :
" A lover forsaken a new love may get,
But a neck, when once broken, cao never he set." As he was very cautiously descending, he beheld his darling girl, on a narrow pass, over-hanging a dreadful precipice ; one false step would have been fatal, and there was no other way of returning but through the dangerous defile she had already ventured. Just at this moment, he beheld the ground near his adored mistress give way, and sink with a terrific sound into the yawning abyss beneath ; all chance of escape now appeared an impossibility,—and Frederic's agony was in
BY MRS. IEMANS,
describable, particularly as he saw that Memili herself which the basket was to slip down, was not strong
THE CHILD'S FIRST GRIEF.
Oh! call my brother back to me, rock give way ; in another minute he arrived five yards
I cannot play alone ; nearer, and part of the earth fell on his head ; the rope
The summer comes, with flower and bee
Where is my brother gone. was firm round his body, and secured to the cleft of the mountain: he looks upwards he sees the rock moving
The butterfly is glancing bright -she hears a rumbling noise-and Memili cry,“ Frederic,
Across the saminer's track ;
I care not now to chase its flightlet us live and die together!”—“ Fall into my arms,”
Oh! call my brother back! cried he; in another moment the rock struck him on the back of his head, but Memili was round his neck;
The flowers run wild-the flowers we sowed
Around our garden-tree; the force of her fall had, within a miracle, precipitated
Our vine is drooping with its loadhim from the narrow cleft he was standing on; but
Oh! call him back to me! Memili was alive, and pressing him to her heart; be
He would not hear thy voice, fair child, felt bis head turn round from the effects of the blow
He may not come to thee ; that the stone had given him, yet Memili supported
The face that once like spring-time smiled, him. Just at this moment, a kind of cradle was hoisted
On earth no more thou'll see. up, within twenty yards of their perilous stand, through
A rose's brief, bright life of joythe means of a series of ladders, fastened one to another,
Such unto him was given in a slanting direction; and the contest between life
Go! thou must play alone, my boy, and death now became fearfully interesting, --could
Thy brother is in heaven. they but gain the wicker basket' all would be safe ; they
And has he left his birds and flowers ? had arrived within a dozen yards, and there fonnd it
And must I call in vain ?
And through the long long summer hours was fatal to attempt going any further, but saw that
Will he not come again?
And by the brook, and in the glade,
slip down on his shoulders : “ And what, dearest
Oh! while my brother with me played, saviour, will become of you ?" was her simple but in
Would I had loved him more! flexible reply. By extraordinary exortion from below, the machine was pushed up five yards nearer.
« Now or never,” cried Frederic, " drop into the net;'-Memili LONDON AND PARISIAN FASHIONS. consented, but not till she had been assured by her lover, that he would, at all hazards, follow,--and in a Ip fashion is the imperious mistress of the “ beau moment was safe in the basket, and in another her gale monde," she is in her turn, in a great degree, under :lant preserver was in her arms. Still the danger, even the control of the weather. We cannot neglect with now, was not over; they discovered the ropes, through impunity the approach or presence of hoary winter,
whatever may be our taste for zephyr-like robes, or however capriciously the presiding goddess might coinmand it: neither can we affect a total indifference to the perpendicular rays of piereing Sol, one of the richest and most gorgeous of fabrics to be prescribed.
The present is a time of the year when we can commonly ordain the form, texture, and colour of each particular portion of the female costume; but as yet, from the general constancy of the fine weather, so little has been done in the way of actual change, or any tangible and precise variation from the bright and transparent fabrics now long worn, that our periodical list is considerably abridged; and we shall, in a great measure, have to anticipate, for the sake of those who wish to be au fait in all that respects the autumnal " season," or who desire to be provided against the contingency of a rainy day.
Dresses.—The old form of the corset predominates, and it is made, if any thing, more accurately to the shape than before : the sleeves are still loose, and in many instances very much so towards the bottom part of the sleeve, which is taken up sometimes by a small row of gathers, sometimes by a couple of bands placed round.
In wearing light summer dresses, the cachmere shawl is found a most convenient addition ; towards the close of an evening it is found at times particularly welcome, and have at the same time a becomming and appropriate appearance.
The pelerine is frequently closed in front by small neuds, buttons, or acorns, in a similar style to the elasps, &c. of the wrist.
Black lace for edgings, &c. is yet in repnte, and will probably increase as the season advances, it is now used with some variety of form and design, with poult de soie and black satin redingotes very generally.
Some very simple modes exist at present, among wbich may be cited a batiste de laine dress, of nu very marked colours, but neutral, embroidered in green or rose-colour, &c., and closed at the side by similarly coloured nõuds.
We have seen dresses of green poult de soie, worked in black, and the hem of the skirt, as well of the pelerine, embroidered in black.
A very elegant ball dress, was composed of a tulle dress over a lavender-coloured slip, lightly embroidered and in the intervals, a raised lavender worked in diagonal turns round the bottom of the dress; the sleeves and the hair similarly ornamented.
ENSEMBLE DE Toilette.-An Indian muslin dress, quite plain, and open at the side, which was bordered with a ruche of rose-coloured gauze ribbons, had short sleeves, which were ornamented with three rows of similar ruches. Rose bouquets ornamented the hair.
A puce-coloured poult de soie dress, was worked in black, and embroidered also in black round the hem and the border of the pelerine. A black cashmere scarf had palm sprigs for the pattern. The green satin capote had tied feathers of puce green.
We observed a poult de soie redingote, closed down the front by a row of very closely set small rosettes ; the hat was ornamented with white feathers; rose-coloured gloves, and satin boots of a neutral tint; an elegant dark grey satin shawl had a Jace edging throughout.
HATS AND CAPS.-Hats are much the same in point
of size, the brims when elevated frequently increased in dimensions ; in other respects they exhibit as yet little variety in make. Bavolets are frequently dispensed with altogether; a simple sprig of flowers or a feather glacé being alone used.
Rice straw, ornamented with two white feathers, as a continuation of the summer style is very elegant.
Drawn capotes have frequently an imitation tulle or thread veil.
Some of the Italian straws are made to so extreme a degree of fineness, that their flexibility is equal to silk; this is intentionally preserved by suffering no lining, to strengthen it: a bavolet of broad ribbon is simply gathered inside; a straw-coloured satin ribbon is placed outside, or a simple feather.
Velvet begins to be much used with straw hats and capotes, as a substitute for ribbons ; sometimes a band is continued from the crown underneath the chin ; the bands are sometimes double, and fastened round the crown by a gold clasp at the side.
With straw hats, dark colored ribbons are worn, green, maron-brown with black lines, &c.
A very pretty hat of spangled velvet, had the brim rather elevated, it was ornamented with three feathers slightly tinged, and with ottoman satin ribbons.
Satin hats are very much adopted, and a single 00Jour frequently predominates, ineluding the ornaments. One of azure blue, with feathers of the same, had an equally pretty effect with the rose-tinted one above mentioned.
Drawn satin hats are furnished with ruches of a si milar kind, and with these veils are not worn.
A rose-colored capote was ornamented with a single moss-rose, and satin ribbons of the same color, a rory of white rose-buds was placed on each side. The crowu was surrounded with tulle de soie dented irregularly and edged with narrow gothic blond. Under the brim a cap of transparent tulle puffed and having a large rose partly concealed.
The Rachel cap, lately introduced, we think likely to succeed; it is formed of a very light description of tulle, with a border of gothic blond. Roses mixed with thorns form a garland tastefully disposed, round the greater part of the border.
The ribbon caps are no more seen in high society, but on blond caps, ribbons have their usual place.
Organdi or Indian muslin for caps is much admired, one with three unequal puffs, somewhat à la juive, was simple in its character and void of ornament, embroidery not excepted.
Turbans are acquiriag as great a reputation this season as last.
For dress caps ties of blond are used.
MATERIALS AND COLOURS.-We at the present period may observe in any of our public assemblies fabrics contrasting most violently, and perhaps we shall see them for some time longer. Some, particularly the young, are disinclined to give up the elegant style of toilette, so becoming and delightful during the past season; whilst others are glad of any description of change, or being besides of a less' ardent temperament, hail the " comfortable" robes of winter with delight. Silk and other such fabrics are commonly seen, beside the lightest and the most transparent garments; they assume an intermediate position between the past beauties of fashion, and those which are rapidly progressing